"They keep very good time, don't they?" said the Zankiwank to the children, who were completely entranced with pleasure and surprise.
"Lovely, lovely," was all they could say.
Every wild flower they could think of, and every bird of the air, was to be seen in this beautiful place with the purling stream running down the centre, crossed by innumerable rustic bridges, while far away they could see a fountain ever sending upward its cooling sprays of crystal water.
"I think I shall spend my honeymoon here," said the Zankiwank. "I have already bought a honeycomb for my bride. I am so impatient to have her by my side that I have dispatched the Jackarandajam and Mr Swinglebinks in a four-wheeled cab to fetch her. When the Bletherwitch arrives I will introduce you, and you shall both be bridesmaids!"
"But I can't be a bridesmaid, you know," corrected Willie.
"Oh yes, you can. You can be anything here you like. You only have to eat some Fern seeds and you become invisible, and nobody would know you. It is so simple, and saves a lot of argument. And you should never argue about anything unless you know nothing about it, then you are sure to win."
"But," interrupted Maude, "how can you know nothing about anything?"
"'Tis the easiest thing out of the world," said the Zankiwank. "What is nothing?"